I was possibly in a couple of grindhouse theaters during college years in Cleveland. On my earliest visits to NYC then, friends and I walked the 42nd Street block, marveling at the plethora of movie houses and sidewalk attractions, but we didn't go in to any of them. Also in those days, we were naïve enough to not even sense any danger or the true degradation of the area. It was just another big city adventure to walk among it all. I loved NYC and that was just part and parcel of it. I would also have just seen films like Midnight Cowboy and others depicting the area, and it would have been exciting for that reason, too. Sadly, I'm sorry I don't have any solid grindhouse experiences or memories to relate.